I Caned My Husband In Front Of My Friend

I have been spanking my husband for a number of years whenever he has misbehaved or not pulled his weight in helping around the house, I use a wooden paddle or a cane, both applied to his bare bottom, which leaves him red and sore for a few days .
This weekend I included the humiliation aspect by caning him in front of my best friend Alison. Pete my husband had got drunk when we were out on Friday night and ended up being abusive and insulting to myself and Alison.I waited until Saturday morning and announced to Pete that he was to be punished for his actions the previous night, and that it would take place on the sunday in 24 hours which would give him chance to reflect on both his actions and the forthcoming punishment. I know this is something he hates and would rather have the spanking there and then and get it over with, but I was was going to make sure that he suffered as much as possible.
By the time Sunday came Pete was in a terrible state, both over attentative and apologetic, he would have been even worse had he known Id invited Alison round, Id told her Pete wanted to apologise, but I was realy intending to cane Pete in front of her.
On a punishment day we have a ritual, where by Pete puts on just a shirt and nothing else, so is naked from the waist down. I then give him various chores and enjoy seeing his bare bottom qivering in anticipation of what is to come. Finaly I told him to fetch the cane from the wardrobe and instructed him to bring in the bar stool from the kitchen and bend over it, so as his bare bottom was nicely positioned for the caning that was soon to be given. I swished the cane through the air a couple of times for effect and watched as he clenched his cheeks together, that pale backside would soon be marked very thoroughly, I then sat and waited obvious to Petes discomfort.
I did nt have to wait long before the door bell rang, telling Pete not to move I got up shutting the door behind me and opened the front door to greet Alison, I took her into the kitchen and made us both coffee, and then ushered her into the living room, I thought she was going to drop her cup at the sight of Petes bare bottom bent over the stool and the cane standing upright and wedged betweet Pete s cheeks, her face was a picture a mix of shock and disbelief, I had told her that I spanked Pete but she had never witnissed it, from her face I half expected her to run out of the door, but she took a seat on the sofa, not taking her eyes off the bare quivering bottom. Pete made to get up but I instructed him to remain where he was.I told Alison that I wanted her to witness Pete s punishment as she had been humiliated along with myself . I told Alison that a good hard caning would teach Pete the error of his ways, and that being punished in front of her would make him think twice about being abusive again, and I would realy like her to stay, but would understand if she refused. The shock seemed to have disapeared from her face and was now replaced with a look of amusement as she agreed to stay.I stood up and took the cane and asked Alison if she d like to hold it , which she did swishing it through the air a couple of times. I offered her the chance of dishing out the first few strokes but she said she d watch but not participate.
I took the cane from her and stood to one side of Pete s naked rear and measured the distance for the cane taking two practice swipes and repositioning myself,then finaly drawing the cane back as far as I could I bought it down sharply onto its target, there was a whoosh as it sped through the air and a sharp crack as it made contact with bare bottom flesh, there was a gasp from Alison and a yell from Pete, and a bright red stripe across the centre of his backside, I followed this up in quick succession with two more strokes, one above the first and one below, I then waited for the sting to sink in before continueing with another three strokes, this time starting at the top of his legs and working up, then another pause before delivering another three stinging strokes, with every stroke his body would shake voilently and he would let out a loud yell. I was fully aware of how painful it was because years ago I had been inquisitive to find out how the cane felt and had let Pete give me six of the best, and Im sure he caned me quite lightly in relation to how I was caning him, and I only received a fraction of the strokes that Pete was going to get, but I can tell you it was absolute agony, I felt as if I was being cut in half.
The next three strokes I dished out were given with me standing in front of Pete and in a downward movement so they criss crossed the stripes Id already given and the tip of the cane leaving vertical lines on the tops and back of his legs.
I looked across at Alison her eyes were fixed on Pete s rear, with a smug smile on her face that seemed to say your certainly getting your just deserts.
All in all I gave Pete fifteen sets of three making 45 strokes in total, his cheeks had changed colour to a bright red with some painful looking welts where the cane had made contact several times with the same bit of flesh. It would certainly be a few days before He was able to sit down with any degree of comfort.

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Hi madamstrict. I am recalcitrant by nature. If you were married to someone like me you would have to cane me every other day to keep me in my proper place regardless of whether I have been well behaved or not. Do you ENJOY inflicting humiliation and pain on a bare bottom? And if I may be so impertinent as to ask were you beaten as a child and are you subject to a strict religious code? I await your reply madamstrict without prejudice or judgement of any kind.

Any caning should be administered so there is a lot of discomfort for the canee.Before I married my wife she told me that her mother regulary caned her father and she intended to carry on the family tradition with me.During our first year of marriage it was rare for me not to find myself bent over and feeling my wifes cane strike my bare buttocks on a weekely basis.Generally it was between 6-12 strokes but 4-5 occassions 24 strokes and once 36 strokes.About 15 months into the marriage I had a night out "with the boys " one night after work without letting my wife know and forgetting her mother was coming to stay. I was rather the worse for wear when I arrived home in the early hours of the morning and made quite a lot of noise.All my wife said as I rolled into bed was "You know what to expect in the morning."Next morning my wife woke me told me to shower and report to "the study" after showering .As my canings were always administered with me naked after showering I just went down stairs naked and knocked on the study door.I was somewhat taken back when a female voice not my wifes answered "come in" but still suffering the effects of the previous night open ed the door and walked in.What a surprise I got to find the woman standing hold ing a cane in her hands was not my wife but my Mother-in-law.Before I had a chance to react the door slamme behind me and my wife grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me towards the chair in the middle of the room.telling me to bend over it as normal.It was at this point I found my voice and made the comment but your mother is hereto which my wife replied yes and it was only fair that as I had also disturbed her that she be present and to assist.What followed was 24 of the hardest strokes from each of them .Needless to say I was very sore and sorry afterwards but the threat of any repeat was sufficient to make me very careful not to transgress in a similar fashion in the future so lesson well learned.

I don't think there is anything wrong with that. It was a shock to me the first time my girlfriend said "I have a friend visiting she is going to come out and see you getting a paddling, and if she would like I will let her cane you too!" I gasped, I could not speak but in the end when she came out and saw everything, it felt OK... quite comfortable, since my girlfriend really is naturally in charge and I feel confidence in her judgment. And she has made me come to the nude beach after a caning so that she can let anyone there see who is in charge. It is not so bad.. the thought is worse than the reality. We mght as well face the fact that lots of guys need to submit to a spanking.... so what?

"Stripes or solids? "Linda has started using the cane on me. She is turned on by raising welts on my poor bottom . When we make love she just loves rubbing her hands over my bottom feeling and counting the raised welts. She reaches ****** several times this way. Sometimes she'll come up to me and plant a kiss on my lips, turning me on .....but then laughingly says: " Of course my dear but first..... I would just love to see you in stripes !" With my wily already saluting , I quickly run for the cane. Given a choice, I prefer the cane because it makes her horny . But sometimes she is really angry and after about 30 or so stripes she decides after corner time to turn those stripes into a "solid color" by using my fraternity paddle for a 2nd blistering on my already tenderized bottom. Every swat makes me yelp and plea for mercy and afterwards I'm left whimpering and sniveling in the corner.

The nice thing about watching a good caning is being able to see how much the cane flexes in the air. I love the sound of the cane whoooshing through the air and impacting on the bottom. (Maybe not quite so much when it is my poor bottom). It is Also nice to watch the red stripes gradually forming a couple of seconds after each Whaaaack.

I Topless Women Are Tops At Giving Corporal PunishmentI Told Her She Had No Right To Go Topless, She Took Off Her Bra, And Caned My Bare Bottom!By: MeWritten on July 23rd, 2013You can't expect life to fulfill you, but you can do things to fulfill your life.When you think of it, in a society that has no tolerance for tears, affectionate caning can be an intimate blessing.

What she did was an act of female power conducting, the opposite of man-hating!There was nothing detached about it, and i experienced nothing of what she did as being cruel, or in any shape or form wrong.Like most Dutch girls she is a natural born feminist without ever having to read a word about it: it's in her DNA and I'm glad of it!

(I walked her through similar experiences I had with pro doms years ago; I stopped seeing pros once I learned enough to train amateurs to go through the events with me! This was the first caning Leah ever gave, but certainly not the first one for me to receive. It was much safer than two amateurs going at it for the first time! If you accuse me of taking her "virginity" as a corporal punishment administrator, you must also admit i did get my hide tanned for it!)

Caning was still legal throughout my childhood, and I was horrified of it.As an adult, one Saturday afternoon in August, naked, I bent over a bar stool and touched the floor in front of me with the tips of my fingers.The effect was to spread my bare buttocks wide apart completely exposing the sitting muscles, soon for a time to be less comfortable for sitting on.Dutch pretty, sincerely polite, considerate, utterly charming, ever so girlie girl Leah gave me six-of-the best.With black electrical tape I had wound around the stem just before the crook handle so as to give her a good grip on it, and to make it a true English school--I had it shipped over from England--"Bognor," she used the 5/16" rattan.This was the first time she had ever even held a cane in her hands, but she knew what she was doing because she had listened to the instructional audio, Miss Marianne Martindale's "The Art Of Caning."Strong, flexible, fluid, whippy, good "crack" and a good "fall" to it, there were low whooshes and six loud smacks.And, six tramlines on my bottom afterwards.With each stroke, there was a caress across my bare bottom, followed a few seconds later by the pain.The thin red lines stood out for a few days.It was like she was still with me.By the next Saturday they were absolutely gone.Whenever I sat down, for a couple of days immediately after the incident, I had a mild raw feeling, like something was missing .I put an extra cushion on my chair.That solved the problem.Not a big deal.There was no other subsequent discomfort than this tenderness.By getting it as an act of friendship--and education--I conquered that one terror in my life, much like turning snake poison into an antidote.The experience gave me power and took none away.

It was a totally satisfying experience for Leah, and that makes it totally satisfying for me.While using it she felt the cane was a part of her. So did I.I don't so much feel that the cane was used as that it was shared.I opened myself to intimacy, and it was quite a forceful connecting, a fusion, a very personal energy going into me."I liked everything about it," said she. "I did it on your bare bottom because on the seat of the underpants it would have been like eating a candy with the wrapper on it. I stopped only because I felt sorry for you. I didn't use follow through because I didn't want to cut you in two. You have a cute asphole."It was more than just a somethingness, a lack of a void.Pain, and the possibility of transcendence, there is something empowering about having "survived" a good thrashing!I feel love for Leah, but it isn't.

It is a unique kind of bonding.

It's like she got a piece of me and made it a part of her, but the piece also grew back quickly and without a trace, and I have a piece of her which I treasure as a part of me now.

Thirteen years later, grade ten dropout, two kids by two different men, a never wore her seat belt car accident, god knows how many cigarettes, experimenting with drugs to keep from getting fat, arrested for stealing form her employer, I wonder if she still giggles, and just how aware she is that, as I understand it, no man since has ever been willing to let her do anything at all like what she did with me to him.

Resignation is giving away your power.Surrender is getting your power back. In no way did I resign myself to the cane, but rather I surrendered myself to it, and just thinking about it right now electrifies me.

I loved feeling the air against my bare skin, and the cane against my bare bottom.

She got the right end of the stick for her.I got the right end of the stick for me.I feel closer to women for it.

A satisfied woman is always an accomplishment to a man who loves them!Three cheers!

If you try to hold onto wisdom it will just run through your fingers. The more you share of it, the more you keep.All the things you love about another person are inside you, and can never be taken away.

And of course, now that she has educated me, I apologize for ever saying women are wrong to go topless in public!

It would be even better if your friend gave him 6 of the best also. My best friend let me cane her husband, l absolutely loved every second and although I caned him much more severely than his wife I think that he found it very exiting.

Maybe I would love to see you get a good cane about 50 times your azz. btw you dont need to reply my wife reads my email and i dont need my azz caned. my wifes told me shes going to do it to me soon as she can find 2 or3 women to watch. whats up with you b's wanting women to watch or help. its bad enough getting it with all your friends watching or helping...

When administering the long cooked handle cane ,My Linda likes to stand as far forward as possible. This allows the cane to cover more of the left cheek of my bottom and then wraps around the right cheek. This can raise welts on my hip as well as my upper thighs. Being ambidextrous she then uses her left hand to do like wise, to the other side. disgraziato

Awesome story! All men act better with proper motivation. I only wish I could convince my wife to take charge of my behavior like this but she is absolutely opposed to even considering it. Your husband is a VERY LUCKY MAN to have a wife that cares so much!

Thank you for your story. As a male submissive, I need the humiliation of another woman present during my spanking sometimes. I need caning strokes applied to my bottom for serious misbehavior as your husband was showing.

A lady friend of mine was a professional dominatrix. I was fortunate enough that she had a crush on me so she always invited me to play with her and her slave/husband. The first time we played together her husband videotaped me chained to a post naked getting caned. She gave me a good 20 licks raising some nasty welts. Afterwards she teased and tantalize my bare *** rubbing ice all over the welts. I wasn't embarrassed being watched or videotaped because it was her husbands right to be there. He also watched me take a scourging with her whip afterwards.

When cane stripes cross, I understand that the resulting "diamond" takes twice as long to heal, and for that reason the tradition is the place them one above the other, as Leah did when she gave me "six of the best!"

Mrs. Christube53, My wife has coyly taught me the need and reward of pleasing her. Most of all, not to my knowing, she has given me many spoiled ******* leaving me with the need to make her happy and she has observed what I crave the most from her of which she has held like corn in front of a horse, I greatly appreciate her, dearly.

Caning was still legal throughout my childhood, and I was horrified of it.<br />As an adult, one Saturday afternoon, naked, I bent over a bar stool, and Leah gave me six-of-the best with a 5/16" rattan cane with an English school crook handle.<br />She knew what she was doing because she had listened to the instructional audio, Miss Marianne Martindale's "The Art Of Caning."<br />There were six tramlines afterwards.<br />The thin red lines stood out for a few days.<br />By the next Saturday they were absolutely gone.<br />Whenever I sat down, for a couple of days immediately after the incident, I had a mild raw feeling, like something was missing.<br />I put an extra cushion on my chair. That solved the problem.<br />There was no other subsequent discomfort than this tenderness.<br />By getting it as an act of friendship, I conquered that one terror in my life, much like turning snake poison into an antidote.<br />The experience gave me power and took none away.<br />KEEP ON DOING WHAT YOU ARE DOING!

I have never been caned, I think it must be really painful. It seems to be an English thing. I have been spanked in front of my wife by my mother in law and my wife has spanked me in front of her sister. My mother in law has used a belt and a hair brush and my wife has used those and recently purchased a tawse.

Your all talk , your man puts you over his lap and gives you spankings all the time... not a women on here that can bring a tear to my eyes..you think so bring it on I will take 200 from any women who thinks she can.

May I congratulate you on keeping proper discipline, husbands must understand that such disgusting behaviour has a price to be paid. It is sad that so many men are not punished for waywardness, you see rude men about everyday with wives who are not strong enough to take control. Of course the whole question of proper behaviour should start across the Maternal knee, unfortunately there are laws about that today, which I view as counter-productive. My husband was in no doubt just who was in charge when he was a child and he is in no doubt now.

Yes mothers should better educate their son.But take it on their knees, would lead them to prison!My husband was well educated by his mother.At one time or have yet knew disciplining children. LOL.She instilled in him respect for women.I would thank the enough for that!Of course I continue on the same track. !!

ya ya ya ya Your all talk , your man puts you over his lap and gives you spankings all the time... not a women on here that can bring a tear to my eyes..you think so bring it on I will take 200 from any women who thinks she can.

Your all talk , your man puts you over his lap and gives you spankings all the time... not a women on here that can bring a tear to my eyes..you think so bring it on I will take 200 from any women who thinks she can.

A caning has a much major effect if a man gets his pants pulled down in the presence of another woman before he gets beaten.<br /><br />My girlfriends and I are allways amused if a big strong man is groaning under the cane strokes and then starts whining and begging for mercy.<br /><br />I enjoy having a cup of coffee with my girlfriends and watch with a smug smile on our faces when a man gets his bare butt merciless caned knowing he certainly gets what he just deserts.

Your all talk , your man puts you over his lap and gives you spankings all the time... not a women on here that can bring a tear to my eyes..you think so bring it on I will take 200 from any women who thinks she can.

This morning my wife was surfing the net, researching canes she said. Since told me not to worry, because if she gets one she only plans to use it for those times where heavier tools are warranted. I admit that I asked her not to purchase one, but she says she thinks she will because it is something different and we will both get something from it :-(<br /><br />She has an interesting sense of humor, and it would not surprise me if it is an anniversary present or something, since our anniversary is coming up in March.

My wife would agree with you methods, most anyway. She's threatened looking into a cane, but her hairbrush, one of my belts, her hand or a very old and tough yard stick that really hurts seem to work. I'm sure my wife's younger sister knows our arrangement, but I'm not sure and hope not. Following a punishment session in the ba<x>sement, which usually means my wife was really angry and tanned my bottom, an added punishment is sometimes kneeling on the floor (sometimes with hands locked behind my head) for 30 to 60 minutes.

I am pleased that everybody agrees with my methods of punishing an unruly husband. I will be writing about more spankings that Pete has recently received, as soon as I can find the time, but at the moment I have a small matter of misbehaviour that requires my attention on Petes bottom.

I had forgotten to put salt in the driveway this winter and my Linda slipped and fell.<br />She buised her fanny and later she bruised mine to the tune of 50 whacks with my frat paddle.<br />disgraziato